*Pay no mine to the icky mosquito bites and see-thru jammies - it's been a hot end of April.*
The belly has really been making an appearance this week. Now, ANYONE who knows me can see that I'm pregnant if I'm wearing anything lighter than a sweatshirt. And I'm not gonna lie, I LOVE looking pregnant
...even if I just look "fat" to strangers.
And if I'm not mistaken, I think I'm starting to feel better. I only take Zofran once every couple of days now, although I still take my nighttime nausea pill.
anti-nausea + sleep aid = happy Lily.
I also taught 2 horseback riding lessons in the hot sun yesterday and didn't feel like death warmed over afterwards, so I'm guessing thats a good sign that my energy is level back up. But then again, I DID sleep 11 hours last night...so maybe not.
Whatever.
The important thing is that the babies are still healthy. Today, they're the size of a fig (about 2 inches long each) and are moving up a storm....According to the interwebz.
(I don't feel a thing except an increadible urge to eat an entire box of Cap'in Crunch cereal).
They have hands that are opening and closing, ears that are in position, and bones that are starting to harden up.
...which is a good thing, considering Milo's Operation Squish The Twins campaign. They're gonna NEED those bones.
So one more week and then it's Goodbye first trimester (don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out).
BRING IT!!
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